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Yeah, I'm trying :'( By the way, my new book is called "His Seven Days Mate". It's an ABO verse of werewolf. I'm invested in that book for quite a while so I really hope you guys should check that out :x Thank you :x And I'm back to my nest, crying out loud for my stupidity for now :'(

Hy guys, I honestly didn't have a plan in my head when I wrote this book, I just went along with the flow. And I hope you do too. Kindly leave a comment down below if you enjoy this story so far, and also, if there's anything you would like me to add or change. While we await the book signing, kindly invite your friends and share this book. Plus, begin to leave your reviews already. keep the votes coming in, and don't worry, this won't take long

I nod and watch as he walks out. I pull my hair into a ponytail and get to work. I read deep this story that I lose a track of time. The book had some typos, but they were not major. The story is fantastic and would be a rollercoaster when it hits bookstores. There are so many teenagers out there with amazing stories, but don't get a chance, all because they are inexperienced. I, myself, know more than anyone that you don't need to have writing skills just to write a good book. I wrote Behind Closed Doors with zero experience and besides, we all start somewhere, and today-there are published authors who are same as me.

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Normal family chaos interrupts a profound moment. "I am going to write a book," Four announced to the kids. "About what?" Monte asked. "About how I went from being a scared kid to a criminal to your dad. About how people can change if they want to badly enough." Sophia considered this seriously. "Will it have pictures?" "Probably not, princess." "Then it sounds boring."

"I know there is. The question is, are you willing to write that book? Not the revised dissertation, but the book it wants to become. More personal. More accessible. Still rigorous, still scholarly, but with the heartbeat of your own experience." It was a terrifying proposition. To expose herself, her family, her struggles, to the judgment of strangers. To write not as an objective observer, but as a participant in the very thing she was analyzing. To make herself vulnerable in ways she'd never imagined. But it was also exhilarating. The chance to speak directly to the people who needed to hear her argument—the women, like her, who were building families from the rubble of old griefs and new

Written without the preemptive defense. She thought: whoever reads those pages will know, from the first paragraphs, what kind of book this is. The book will announce itself. And the readers who need it will know. She went inside and made tea and went to her workspace and kept working on the second book, which was beginning to take the shape she’d been waiting for. The second book announced itself to her in January the way the memoir had announced itself — not as a plan but as a necessity. The sense of something that had been accumulating reaching the point where it needed to become language.

The room was very still. “I started writing it the morning after my second wedding the one I chose rather than the one I was given. I was standing in a cottage in Hudson Valley with a notebook and I wrote three pages before Adrian woke up and I understood, somewhere in the middle of the third page, that this was going to be a book and not just a notebook.” I paused. “I want to tell you what kind of book it is. Not what the back cover says you’ve read that. What I think it actually is.”

She had been so bored on that day so she picked up one of Lia’s books and had the crazy idea that she could also write one when she finished reading the cliché book and decided to try her luck since she used to write stories in one little notebook she had when she was still a teenager. She had looked for the book and found a werewolf story idea she had written down and Alanna had helped her look for an online platform to write it on, Zinovels. The book had taken almost a year for her to finish writing it because of the chores she had to do around the house. The book didn’t do well because of her late updates but she couldn’t take it down because of a contract and she had never gone back to t